lulu's library

Welcome to Lulu Button's book blabbing and bashing. It is here that I will devour all kinds of books I come across and give you reasons to either pick them up off the shelf  or let them stay there for the next person to fall victim to.

February 27th 2012

The Language Of Flowers, by Vanessa Diffenbaugh

'The Language of Flowers' sang to me!
I think it was the fastest I have ever read a novel. I never tired of the characters and could happily ignore any weariness that tried to overcome me.

This book is full of feeling, I was right there with Veronica as every interchanging chapter gave me a look into her past. This time travelling between chapters worked well in revealing and un layering Veronica and her complexities.

I was fed everything I have ever craved in a story, complicated love and relationships, family dysfunction and flowers! All of these elements were splendidly intertwined using a language of a bygone era. Now all I want to do is memorise the meanings of every flower.

P.S I suggest a waterproof mascara.

January 28th 2012

The Year Of The Hare, by Arto Paasilnna


I was not entranced by this novel. Having missed the memo that it was in fact a true story I was at times a little underwhelmed, this was understandable once I realised that it was based on true life. The Year Of The Hare is a warm read but is written in a way that also made me feel disconnected from everything that was happening, not to unlike the disconnectedness of the main character, Vatanen. The story of Vatanen's love for a hare is something I can relate to in some way. I found exploring Vatanen's contempt for some animals as they tried him amusing in some way because he has so much love for his animal companion whom he depends on.  The inconsistencies we as humans have depending on various species of animals is evident here. Even though this was a book I put down many times I did keep returning to it and think it will sit in my mind for a while now. The way Vatanen decomlicates his life is a relief as many characters over complicate everything. This novel is fresh and painless.



September 20th 2011

'The Land Of Painted Caves', not so far from our reality.

I was watching my father tear up reading a book on our holiday in Lorne quite a few years ago, this is not an unusual occurrence for me by the way, but I was still intrigued. Some years later I picked up 'Clan Of The Cavebear' and sat out in the sun as I read all about Ayla a cro magnon living 25,000 years ago. I had not read a book like it, was this written just for me? Some 11 years before I was born.

I was transported into a world with Aurock's, Mammoths, Cave Lions and Mog-Urs. The way Ayla and her counterparts connect to the spiritual world and their discoveries there are magical. The relationships in all of the novels are easy to realte to and very intense, this aspect of the series was very satisfying. I was contented after reading the first book knowing that there were more to come. I drooled over pages, describing plants, medicines, animals and my favourite, the dynamics between characters and the clans to which each person belongs. As Ayla struggles to find her place, I am there with her. This series is by far the most amazing group of novels I have ever read. I have recently finished the last and final book, 'The Land of Painted Caves', and although I was able to put this book down mainly due to other interests, my puppy and work and partially due to the rather slow (that's right slower then the normal start for Auel) and feeling as though not a lot would happen, I returned and was thrilled to discover that indeed things do happen and like all of it's predecessors the final novel had my hands fused to the covers as I reached the final chapters.

I sadly do not believe that their will ever be a series that will feed my soul as Earth's Children has done, I guess when my tummy grumbles I can start 'The Clan Of The Cavebear' once again, just as my father has done numerous times.
The Land Of Painted Caves is by Jean M Auel.

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